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preface:. 



The Author has adapted these Songs to familiar 
and popular airs, for campaign purposes, to avoid 
the 'necessity of rehearsing or learining new ones, 
should the public not have time or inclination to do so. 

He will be well gratified should they materially 
assist in creating an enthusiasm among the masses, 
and forwarding the good cause which every loyal 
citizen has at heart. 



Entered according to Act of Congress in the Office of the 
Librarian at Washington, D. ('., by Win. D. Stocking. 1884. 



" The Jolly Jubilee." 

Air— u Marching Through G e o rgia.™ Key ■•< />>>. 

Raise the good okl banner, boys, semi abroad i be ^ < > 1 1 1_' , 
O'er the hills ami val leys wide of fifty millions Btrong, 
Lei the breeee the chorus doat, ail the world along, 

Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah for Blaine and Logan] 

Chorus:— Hurrah! Hurrah! We'll have a jubilee! 

Hurrah! Hurrah! A jolly juhilee! 

When the vote is counted from the mountains to the sea, 

Hurrah! Hurrah] Hurrah for Blaine and Logan] 

II. 

Brothers, sisters, mothers dear, and lassieshelp us through] 
Rally round the starry flag— there's work we all can do. 
For the men who never trail the old Red, White and Blue, 

Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah for Blaine and Logan] 

Chorus:— Hurrah! Hurrah! Etc. 

III. 
Never furl the flag until tin- battle's foughl and won-- 
From Atlantic's crested MDain(e) that greets the rising sun, 
Cometh forth a Standard-bearer never horn to run- 
Hurrah! Hurrah] Hurrah for Blaine and Logan] 
Chorus:— Hurrah! Hurrah! Etc. 
IV. 
When the other fellers brag and pompously do prate 
Of their leaders' intellect and brains of po(u)nderous weight, 
Bid them up Salt River get with all their heavy freight- 
Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah for Blaine and Logan! 
Chorus:— Hurrah! Hurrah! Etc. 
V: 
When the fight is over, boys, the fallen we will raise; 
Soothe 'em with an office if they walk in Wisdom's ways 
And vote for good Republicans the balance of their days, 
Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah for Blaine and Logan] 
chorus:— Hurrah! Hurrah! Etc. 

VI. [Maine?" 

When we answer back the call, say: "Have you heard from 
11 Yes," and "Got 'em sure, boys, their labor's all in vain;" 
Then we'll wait Inauguration Day to come again— 
Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah for Blaine and Logan! 
Chorus:— Hurrah! Hurrah! Etc. 

VII. 
Raise 'er boys, raise 'er sharp, rise 'em once again I 
For the boy of Illinois and gallant man of Maim — 
On November next we'll pass the bird and flag to Blaine, 

Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah for Blaine and Logan ! 

Chorus:— Hurrah! Hurrah! Etc. 



" Pass on the Word, Boys." 

— m&k — 

Air—" rull for the Shore." Key of G. 
I. 

Sound forth the rally call ! Boys, fall into line ! 
See, on oar banner fair, what names brightly shine! 
Stand till the conflict's over! — from sun to sun 
Sheathe no blade, or strike a tent, till -victory's won! 

Choeus: — Pass on the word, boys, all along the line! 

Hurrah for the chieftan's of the prairie and the pine! 

Till cheers of victory mingle with the cannon's roar, 

And Blaine declared our President from shore to Bhore. 
II. 
Step to the music, boys, don't waver an inch; 
Threats can't appal the heart that faileth to flinch; 
March tho' the heat is sultry — biting the blast; 
Home and joy with victory cometh sweeter at last. 

Choeus: — Pass on the word, boys! Etc. 
III. 

If aggravated by the wily woe, 
Keep cool the cranium and all "go slow;" 
Shoulder to shoulder stand, a few inches higher; 
Watch 'em for the nick of time to send a good fire. 

Choeus: — Pass on the word, boys! Etc. 

IV. 

Mud, muck and dirt, were better slung by a slave 
Than one that battles with the free and the brave: 
Soil is neither bullet or a ballot that will count: 
Don't retaliate that way to any amount. 

Choeus: — Pass on the word, boys! Etc. 

Y. 

Manhood has now command of our bonnie ship — 
Watch! to the canvas (s) that the ropes never slip; 
Crew, do your duty well, and good Captain Blaine 
Never will refuse to send you cruising again. 

Choeus: — Pass on the word, bovs! Etc. 



"The Clevclamlers' sued Home." 

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Air -"Howie, Sweet Home." Key, Eflat. 



'Mid 'lections and primaries, tho 1 oft-tinii s we'd vob 
The promise of cash dwindled down I 
Che charm of the <'<</',< endeth all in a snare — 
\ v .' t . seek it all day long, we find it nowhere. 

t Jhobus: < 'nine! Gome! B03 - come ho] , 

There's no place for as, b< 
No comfort l>ut home. 

II. 

it's ;ill tin- same to-day, boys, a- evei before, 
The Clevelanders 1 bati us, but see us no more — 
The fact is they're down east, their pockets /'"' 
Thej' thought to elect Mm, but taint any 

Chobus: Come! I lome! Etc. 

III. 

We never can break them Republicans grip 

They stick on like leeches, when full never Blip; 

The reason's well known, and is patent besides 

They're true to their country, their friends and their brid< s, 

Chorus: — Come! Come! Etc. 

IV 

Now if it were thusiy with Cleveland & I 

They'd have the dinero to pay as they go; 

But since the v have weakened we'll leave them at borne— 

There's no place like home, boys, let's all get to hoi 

Chobus: — Come! Come! Etc. 



The Democrats' "Sweet By-and-By." 



(Varied Solo Chorus.) 
Air— li Siceet By-and-By." Key of G. 
I. 
There is hungering and thirsting to-day; 

Yea, a gnawing the visage doth mar; 

In the dens where the Democrats prey, 

For the "loaves and the fishes" afar. 

Chorus:— In the sweet by-and-by, 

When they hope for an office or more; 
But that sweet by-and-by 
Seems as far off as ever before. 

II. 

The shebangs good Republicans run 
Are supplied with the best at command: 

For "the righteous (this promise is one) 
Shall all eat of the fat of the land." 

Chorus:— In that sweet by and by 

They will all be well fed as before; 
But that sweet by-and-by 
Will not feed Democrats any more. 

III. 
They're a patient, enduring old race; 

Quite contented to "labor and wait," 
For the ''sweet by-and-by" and a place, 

Be it first, second, third or fourth-rate. 

Chorus:— In the sweet by-and-by 

They have hopes of an office or more, 
But that sweet by-and-by 
Seems as distant as ever before. 

IV. 

Hoic they watch, how they wait, how they pray; 

For they do prey, as stated before, 
For that good, that millennial day 

When an office will last evermore. 

Chorus:— Forthat sweet by-and-by 

They do yearn and entreat and implore, 
But that sweet by-and-by 
Leaves them "out in the cold" as before, 

V. 

From their empty old cribs they must flee; 

If they get what they muchly desire, 
For the "loaves and the fishes" will be, 

Always found at Republican fires. 

Chorus:— In the sweet by-and-by 

When they hope for the good days of yore: 
In that sweet by-and-by 
Democrats hold an office no more. 



"The Man of Maine." 

Air— "The Girl I Left Behind M<-r Key ,,{ F. 

I. 
u Way deown in Maine." whore the sun, they ray, 
With crowbars up they pry;— 
Like the tall old pints, the people Bay, 
"One Bltune"stantls very high. 

Ciiokus:— Then hip, hurrah! Hip, liip, hurrah I 
Hurrah (or Jimmy Blaine! 
O, the Nation's voice and the people's choice 

Is for the man of Maine 

II. 

He's built of timber good and tough- 
As Stiff as any mast 

That floats upon Atlantic's tide 
From out his forests vast. 

Chorus:— Then hip, hurrah! 

III. 

His purposes are nobly grand, 

His vertebra? won't fail ; 
The stars and Stripes safe in his hand, 

He'll never let them trail. 

Chorus:— Then hip, hurrah! 

IV. 

And so all potentates will find 

If they should interfere. 
To take advantage, now you mind, 

He'll take them by the ear. 

Chorus:— Then hip, hurrah! 

V. 

Oh, he's the boy to win the right, 

Of all within our view, 
And beat the Opposition till 

Their optics change their hue. 

Chorus:— Then hip, hurrah! * 

VI. 

Then forward march with steady I read- 
Good Blaine and Logan true, 

Advancing at our column's head, 
Will conquering bring us through. 

Chorus:— Then hip, hurrah! 



Oh! We Cannot Vote tor Cleveland, Boys, 

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Air — •' Wearing of the Green." Key of F. 

I. 

All the people are "enthusing," from the mountains to the sea, 
And gathering their forces for the battle yet to be ; 
But the day is dawning brightly and America will stand, 
With liberty triumphant over all this happy land. 

Chorus: — Oh, Ave cannot vote for Cleveland, boys, 

We're not so very green, 
For we have the finest candidates 

That ever yet were seen; 
As the track is sound and all is running 

Smoothly as a plane, 
Come ! take a seat upon the cars 

Of Blaine and Logan's train. 

II. 

We are going now to labor till November Ides shall bring 
A just reward for all our toil, a grateful offering — 
A chaplet of the Nation's laurels, ever blooming green, 
That never yet upon the brow of sluggard hath been seen. 

Chorus: — Oh, we cannot vote, etc. 

III. 

As we'll need a little resting when the goodly work is done, 
We think we'll go to Washington, and have a little fun; 
For our leaders do invite us all to come around that way, 
And meet them on the "White House" steps Inauguration Day. 

Chorus: — Oh, we cannot vote, etc. 

IV. 

What a circus there will be, boys, when your Cleveland herd 

take note 
How their little tub of feed is gone, and never once a shote 
Gets his greedy nose in Sammy's crib to crack the golden corn, 
Or any hungry steer shall poke his plundering old horn. 

Chorus: — Oh, we cannot vote, etc. 



"Our Ticket Forever." 






Air — "Battle Cry of Freedom." Key oj D. 

I. 

Ail the people are awake, for they have a lay; 

The cards are being shuffled by the nation; 

And their aim is now to check all the rulers who would - 
Our country from its high and noble Btation. 

Chorus: — Our ticket forever, hurrah, boys, hurrah! 
List to the echo, that soundeth afar! 
A- we rally round our leaders to cheei them od again, 
Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah for Blaine and Logan! 

II. 

There's a man "away down East," and another in the ^ 
Have buckled on the tempered sword of freemen, 

And the blades will never rust, boys, or in the scabbard ri 
Till they have cheeked the flowing tide of heathen, 

Chobus: — Our ticket forever, 

III. 

We can count on willing helpers of mother, maid and v,-itt . 

From the waving prairie to the ocean, 
And we'll keep our heart aud hand from all faction, envy. 
That gender evil passion and commotion. 

Chorus: — Our ticket forever, etc. 
IV. 
Oh, the land is all alive, from the Bast unto the W< 

We've got the lead and lurk will not forsake us. 
For the Opposition party if they do their level best, 

Can never "catch their wind'" to overtake us. 

Chorus: — Our ticket, forever, etc. 
V. 
Now. a word of kind regard to the sore-headed hoys — 

Take our advice you'll all get betto 
Send to Doctor Blaine in Maine, for a dose of pine k)not oil, 

Warranted to cure all kinds of tetter. 

Chorus: — Our ticket, forever, etc 



"On to the Battle!" 

Air— "Song of the Reapers.'" Key of G. 
I. 

Oh, what is the matter with the Cleveland blades ? 

They've left the field to seek the shades; 

The reapers are dull, their headers are flat, 

They can stuff all their fodder in a "Jim Blaine hat." 
Chorus:— On to the battle!— with us unite 

To share in the glory of the coming fight; 

For the people are going to elevate 

Good Blaine and Logan to the Chair of State. 

II. 

Good Sammy doth no barn provide; 
No Butler opens pantry wide; 
Thur-man is left out in the cold, 
The Field is lost, they are badly sold. 
Chorus:— On to the battle! Etc. 
III. 

Some bung must start and away they go, 
to soothe their grief and drown their woe; 
The clink of the coin is heard afar 
As it rings on the deck of the grocery bar. 
Chorus:— On to the battle! Etc. 

IV. 
We are grieving much for the Democrats; 
They'll have to weartheirold "plug hats;" 
When the coin is gone and the barl's dry, 
They'll have to await "sweet by-and-by." 
Chorus :— On to the battle ! Etc. 

V. 

Cleave up the Cleveland ticket, boys! 
Its robbing you of all your joys; 
The Cleve-land-lord is downcast quite; 
They've almost given up the fight. 
Chorus:— On to the battle! Etc. 
VI. 

Dear Cleveland can not "raise the fare," 
To take him to the "White House Chair;" 
His "Bills of Fare" in the " Empire State," 
Don't suit their appetite of late. 

Chorus:— On to the battle! Etc. 
VII. 

So now we wait for the funeral grand 
To dig a hole in the bleaching sand, 
By fair Salt River's flowing tide, 
To plant the great unterrified. 

Chorys:— On to the battle! Etc. 



An Office Or So. 

4ir "JSosira '/<< Bow." Key of /■". 
i. 

Vou may (ravel this nation all over, 

From North to the South you ma 
Vmi will timl some old "grizzly" awaiting 
To "hug" to an office or ■■«>. 
Chorus:— To "hag" to an office or so, 
To "him" to mi office or -,,; 
You'll timl sonic old grizzly awaiting, 
To "hug" roan office OX so. 

II. 

Stand up in a line about twentj . 

Then give 'em a volley or BO; 
Expiring, they'll groan send us plenty 

Of Office to feed US below. 

CiioKfs.--* >f office to feed us below, 
i »r office to fed us below; 
Expiring, they'll groan semi as plenty 

< >f office to feed us heloW. 
III. 

The hairs are bo dry and so many. 

And each wants a "piece" you all know. 
So a bafl of rosin is hardly 
Enough for a Democrat's bow. 
( 'Hours: -Enough for a Democrat's bow, 
Enough for a Democrat's bow; 
A bar'l of rosin is hardly 

Enough for a Democrat's bow. 
IV. 

if Clevey is eix r elected, 

Whi(di never will happen, you know, 
They'll all of them go in a bundle, 

To gobble an office or so. 

< "Hours:— To gobble an office or so, 
To gobble an office or so; 
They'll all of them go in a bundle 

To gobble ;m office or so. 
V. 

When leaving this world and its pleasure 

They star! for another below; 
They mumble, we hope to have leisure, 
To tend to an office or so. 
Chokus:— To tend to an offiee or BO, 

To tend to an office or so; 
They mumble, we hope to have leisure 
To tend to an office or so. 



The Plumed Knight. 



Air — "Bed, White and Blue.''' Key of Eb. 
I. 
Come list to the song and the greeting 

That soundeth afar o'er the land, 
From the homes where the white crests are beating, 

And the " Pines " proudly bow to the strand; 
There is joy in the ranks of the lowly — 

There is praise 'mong the noble and true 
For the chief of their pride, who is nobly 

Standing guard for the Red, White and Blue. 
Choeus: — Standing guard for the Red, White and Blue, 
Standing guard for the Red, White and Blue, 
For the chief of their pride, who is nobly 
Standing giiard for the Red, White and Blue. 
II. *■ 
In seasons of strife and commotion, 

He stands for the cause of the race; 
With firmness and loyal devotion, 
p His pathway in honor we trace ; 

The scars of the Nation are healing — 

We turn our attention to view, 
What dangers abroad are revealing 

To the friends of the Red, White and Blue. 
Chorus: — To the friends of the Red. White and Blue, 
To the friends of the Red, White and Blue, 
What dangers abroad are revealing 
To the friends of the Red, White and Blue. 
III. 
All hail! to the State by the billows! 

All hail! to our "choice " — honor'd Blaine! 
Let ease-takers rise from their pillows, 

And follow the " Plumed Knight" of Maine; 
He has conquered — icill conquer ever, 

When joined by the brave and the true — 
For time, foe, or bribe can not sever 

His heart from the Red, White and Blue. 
Choeus: — His heart from the Red, White and Blue, 
His heart from the Red, White and Blue, 
For time, foe, or bribe can not sever 
His heart from the Red, W T hite and Blue. 



"flail! The Omen's Fair and Bright." 



Air — "Hail Columbia." Key of < . 

I. 

Hail! the omens fair and bright 
Hail! the angel pinions white 

Of peace and liberty, that bring 
u Good will to men!" With upward wing 
They bear away the glad refrain. 
We sing for country, flag and Blaine — 
Never more shall strife divide 
Those who boldly stem the tide, 
When wrong is flowing o'er the land, 
And firmly for the right shall stand. 

II. 

Men of nerve are standing now. 
Watching at Columbia's prow. 
Lest the trusty cable slip, 
Or some reef mar our good ship : 
Let the gallant crew, with Blaine, 
For commander, now sustain 
All their efforts, as we sail 
Through the typhoon or the gale, 
Till we quietly shall moor 
At an anchorage safe, secure. 

III. 

In the harbor, as we ride, 
To the rise and fall of tide, 
Rigging tuut and canvas white 
An inspection we invite; 
Captain Blaine and Logan Mate 
On the quarter-deck will wait. 
To receive the heroes true 
Who have helped to pilot through 
Fair America! Good ship — 
B ■ idy for another trip! 



Cleveland's Seventeen, 

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Air — "Yankee Doodle." Key of C. 

1 Dad and I went cruising 'round, 

A huntin' Captain Billing — 
At last we actually found 
Him seventeen a drilling. 
Chorus: — Yankee Doodle has a lot, 
All so trim and handy: 
Blaine and Logan drills the boys 
For Yankee Doodle Dandy. 

2 They said they were discouraged quite; 

Asked where the coin would come from; 
They told the "Gap, " '"Don't drill to-night: 
Let's go and take some rum-gum. - ' 
Chorus: — Yankee Doodle, etc. 

o Our feet are weary, tender, sore — 
We doctor, but they still pain: 
In fact, our suffering is m< ire 
Of an attack of chill-Blaine. 
Chorus: — Yankee Doodle, etc. 

4 Says Captain Billing, "Can't you Bee, 

Them Blaineite boys will bark us? 
Can no enthusiasm be, 

Enthused in any carcass?" 
Chorus: — Yankee Doodle, etc. 

5 Says they, "Of all this drill we tire; 

We never can resist 'em.'' 
Then Captain Billing raised his ire 
And positively hissed 'em. 
Chorus: — Yankee Doodle, etc. 

6 Then Mulligan he walked away. 

McDoodle followed after. 
And them Bepublicans, so gay, 
Just snickered out with laughter. 
Chorus: — Yankee Doodle, etc. 

7 TJhem "seventeen" went one by one- 

Alone was Captain Billing: 
He took a nip and said " I'm done 
With Democratic drilling." 
Chorus:— Yankee Doodle, etc. 



Keep the Field for Victory's Coming. 

Air- ''Hold the Wort" Key of l> 

1 How the people's cause advances! 

Triumph's "in the air;" 
Lo! the "Knights" with glittering lances 
Conquer everywhere. 

Chorus: — Keep the field, for victory's coming — 
Blaine is in the van! 
Gallant Logan, too, inspiring, 
Courage in each man. 

2 How the enemy's forsaken, 

As their thin ranks lag; 
All the game that's being taken, 
Drops into our bag. 
Chorus: — Keep the field, etc. 

3 North and South the skies are brighter, 

As the days go by; 

East and West the lines draw tighter. 
Soon the foe will fly 
Chorus: — Keep the field, etc. 

•4 At their wits' end, how they rfattt 
Cleveland's signalled ill; 

Waft them — we know what's the mattei 
Bodies- sure to I ill. 

Chorus: — Keep the field, etc. 

o " Strong delusions" still they cherish; 
Morbid, vain desires; 

Clinging to them they must perish 
With unhallowed tires. 
Chorus: — Keep the field, etc. 

6 Cleveland, would you he a Father 

To this nation grand, 
More legitimate jaxupurpom 

Must in future stand. 
Chorus: — Keep the field, etc. 



" Pop, Goes Your Cleveland !" 

m*& 

Air — "Pop, Goes the Weasel." Key of G. 
1. 

There is an awful stir about. 

To get the clans together; 
They're drilling, stumping, rushing out, 

In any sort of weather. 

Chorus: — Before the final vote is cast, 

The boys are going to leave, and 
When November comes at last, 
Pop! goes your Cleveland. 

II. 

His aspirations are too high 

For one of his intention — 
He'd better far be drawing nigh 

His wounded list, for pension. 

Chorus; — Before the final vote, etc. 
III. 

'Tis sad to think how high a man 

May rise in estimation, 
And then how fastly, too, he can 

Drop into degradation. 

Chorus: — Before the final vote, etc. 
IV. 
The conscience of Bepublicans 

Must prick them as they do talk 
Of how they helped the many clans 

To make him Gov. of New York. 

Chorus: — Before the final vote v etc, 
V. 
As when a cork doth pop and fly 

From demijohn or bottle, 
So he must pop away to die, 

And overboard will topple, 

Chorus: — Before the final vote, etc. 



" Greeting one Another as Freemen." 



Air — "Old Cabin Home." Key oj l>. 

I. 

There is " music in the ;dr," 
Sweetly floats <>Vr Southern climes, 
From the Mississippi River to the Ocean, 
Where they " jacked de old banjo" 
They now sing this goodly song, 
Away down in their old sunny homes. 

Chorus:— Here where the old cabin home, 

Held parents, sister or a brother; 
Ended's the strife— awakened to Life, 
We are greeting us freemen one another. 

II. 

Tho' we're separated far 
From the land of waving pini 

That hend their lofty boughs to ocean bn 

We lutve caught tile grateful strain. 
To the "Man far off in Main. .'* 
Away down 'mid the old cabin hoi 

Chorus: — Here where the old cabin home. Etc. 
III. 
We will strike each other's hand>, 
Since complexion is no bar 
Toourloveof country, flag, and happy union; 
Aud together we will inarch 
• To the chorus of our song, 

In the land of our old cabin home. 

Chorus: — Here where the old cabin home. Etc, 
IV. 
We will help you all we can, 
In this blooming land so fair, 
From the Mississippi River to the Ocean. 
To elect and elevate 
Blaine and Logan in each State, 
Away down in our good Southern home. 

Chorus: — Here where the old cabin home. ' Etc. 



When Blaine Goes on to Washington. 



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Air — " When Johnny Gomes Marchinq Home." Key of G minor 

I. 

When Blaine goes on to Washington, 

Hurrah! Hurrah! 
We'll hail the Chief that vict'ry won, 

Hurrah ! Hurrah ! 
The ladies they will all turn out, 
The Democrats will face about, 
And we'll all feel gay, when he goes to Washington, 
And we'll all feel gay, when he goes to Washington. 

II. 

We'll treat the "dear departed" well, 

Hurrah! Hurrah! 
For they will "cuss" the "Cleveland sell," 

Hurrah! Hurrah! 
We'll make the thing unanimous, 
And have the biggest kind of fuss, 
And we'll all bloom out when he goes to Washington, 
And we'll all bloom out when he goes to Washington. 

III. 

The world has now its eye upon, 

Hurrah ! Hurrah ! 
The man of will and' good backbone, 

Hurrah ! Hurrah ! 
He'll give them all to understand, 
He'll guard the rights of this fair land, 
And we'll feel way up, when he goes to Washington, 
And we'll feel way up when he goes to Washington. 

IV. 

This great Republic then will take, 

Hurrah ! Hurrah ! 
A nobler stand for freedom's sake, 

Hurrah ! Hurrah ! 
Excelsior! will be our aim, 
Sweet Liberty! our christend name, 
And we'll all rise high when he gets to Washington, 
And we'll all rise high when he gets to Washington. 



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